Fate's Chance 2

6

🎵Beyoncé- Cuff it

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Bella

".....and he was like ..wanna share with the class?" I mocked making my voice deeper as I stared at my reflection in the mirror adding the finishing touches on my makeup. I just couldn't help but to add more blush, the more blush the more merrier

"No he didn't say that?!"

"Yes bitch and not only are we on the same floor but his room is right across from mine"

"Girl......oh hell no!"

"Yes" I pouted looking down at my phone "what on earth am I supposed to do Jackson?" He shook his head running his fingers through his dark slick back hair

I was minutes away from having a meltdown so I knew I had to facetime my other best friend as soon as I possibly could to get some things off of my chest. He always gave me the best advice when it came to "ain't shit" men because he simply wasn't shit either. It's pretty great having an insider's perspective of the game.

"Oh man...this is....yeah this is really a tough situation for you"

"Who you telling?" I said in agreement. I had about five minutes before I had to meet everyone else in the lobby to leave for dinner so I tried my best to wrap up everything as soon as possible. I've definitely been spoiled rotten by my glam team for that past few years. They would've had me ready in like an hour or even less. It took me four hours to do my hair, makeup, and to freshen up. Actually....I'm getting faster!

"I mean there's nothing you can do other than to keep doing you. You can't let that fool see you break a sweat cause of his presence" I nodded knowing he was absolutely correct. If I were to show through my actions or emotions that he still had a hold on me..he would think he had power or something even worse....that I missed him.

"Yeah you right, I'm just gonna ignore him and have fun"

"Exactly that's the spirit! I mean you're in Las Vegas, the city of hoes. Have fun!." He smiled innocently showing two thumbs up into the camera. It's so sad that his brain never grew past the age of 15

"Jack——you know what, I can't believe I'm about to say this, but you're right. Well not that this is a city full of hoes, but that I need to be a hoe!"

"Wait what?! That's not what the fuck I was saying at all?" I giggled at his pitchy tone
"ugh I wish you came on this trip"  Getting a glance of the time, I quickly retrieve my purse and phone and proceed to hurriedly exit my room as I remained on the FaceTime call

"Me too ugh I hate missing out on fun in Vegas. You know how many bitc—" in the midst of me walking down to the elevators,I shoot him a disapproving look. "I mean woman, I could be having fun with? But with the new club and all I have things to work on. Don't worry, no matter what I'll be in LA for the wedding" Jackson was now the owner of four very prestige clubs in Maryland. Four years ago, when I graduated and left Maryland, Jackson came to the realization that he would actually have to make a living for himself rather than  spend his daddy's money. Being that he was already wealthy because of his parents, he decided to invest his money into something he loved...clubs.

"Good I can't wait to see you, but look I'm meeting everyone down in the lobby now so I'll hit you tomorrow with updates"

"Okay girly have fun, send pics and get white girl wasted heyyy!" He said with much...much sass as he playfully snapped his fingers in the air. I chuckled at his silliness